I remember to forget the time

I may still leave that face unseen

this broken mirror cuts no more through skin

('cause I've walked on the fragments 'till they left no sign).

but I still see the Me I've never met 


september lets joy be unconfined

this time october rust will shine

november makes me need her like the pain

there will be wrists, there will be frozen blades

to push me into the shade


my bed is always left unmade

no one knows what's hidden inside

demons allowed me no pride

and the refusal to soothe my inflictions failed

I'd wish to extend my hands, the hands my heart won't set free


this is a life that hangs suspended

for yet another day

I'm wasting away with doubts

for yet another week

for yet another month

oh my dear december... fuck you.